Father's Day

I've loved Omar for what seems like forever. We've always secretly thought we had one of those special made for each other and only each other kind of loves. I thought when I married him I couldn't love him more, but of course, the longer we are married, the more I grow to love him. But I never love him as much as when I watch him be daddy to my babies.

I love his kind heart and his patience. I love how he worries about his responsibility to take care of them. I love how he makes them giggle. He has a special gift for making people feel like the most important person in the world (I happen to know), and I love how Helaman and Isaiah's face light up when daddy comes home. I love how he is amazed by them, and teaches me to appreciate all the little wonders of everyday with those two. I love how he is always gentle when he's mad and rough when they're having fun. I love that he calls them his buddies, and wants them to go everywhere with him. I love that we are the most important things, and he lets us know that in word and deed everyday. I'm so blessed to be the mommy to his daddy. :)

My Dad

As for my dad, the older I get the more I grow to appreciate you. I know you're thinking I chose this picture to tease you about napping all the time, but I didn't. I loved watching you sleep with my baby that day in the hospital. I always love watching you love my babies. Thanks for everything you do to take care of us. I know our lives have been easier and happier because of all that you have sacrificed for our little family the last four years. Thanks for your never-ending example of selfless service. For us, and for anyone else who needs you. I learn a lot about being Christ-like from watching you, and I'm grateful to have been here to see that example at a time in my life when I was ready to appreciate it.

Thanks for your goodness, your teasing because you love me, your sense of irony, your thirst for knowledge, your integrity, and all the other things that make me grateful your my dad. I love you.